Chapter 221, breaking the game
In the woods, a man gently brushes away the leaves, and he looks out, as if to check for danger around him.
The muzzle of the anemone's gun was already aimed at him, but just as he was about to pull the trigger, the handle of the gun was held by Ding Xiu.
Ding Xiu made a "wait" gesture towards the anemone, and the two continued to hold their breath and crouched in the dark.
The man who had just poked his head out of the bushes crawled out of the bushes, and he walked cautiously, looking a little embarrassed.
From the blood stains on his clothes, it was clear that the man had just experienced a vicious fight, and he was the lucky one who survived.
Haikui didn't understand why Ding Xiu didn't let himself shoot, the chance when he just aimed was actually very good, he was more than 80% sure that the target would be killed with one hit.
Just when he was a little confused, a gunshot came from another direction in the forest.
"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind!" Haikui was shocked, the hand holding the gun shook unconsciously, he turned his head to look at Ding Xiu, and saw that this companion seemed to have foreseen it, and was not moved by the sound of the gun, and his eyes were terrifyingly calm.
"It's dangerous! If I had fired a gun just now, I would have become a praying mantis for catching cicadas. The anemone thought to herself, and suddenly she was afraid.
The target at the anemone's gun instinctively threw himself to the ground, and after the shot rang out, the man got up again, limping forward.
He was shot in one of the legs.
The anemone followed Ding Xiu's gaze and saw a middle-aged man with camouflage on his face coming out from behind a tree in the distance, wearing a fisherman's hat and a rough beard. The mountain boots on his feet stepped over the rotting leaves on the ground, and he approached his target step by step.
"Now we're yellow finch." Hai Anemone smiled knowingly at Ding Xiu and turned his gun to the middle-aged man who had just appeared.
The man who was hit by the bullet in the leg had just run a few steps before falling to the ground, and when he got up, his center of gravity was unstable because of the pain in his leg, and his body threw himself forward again, this time falling harder than before.
The middle-aged man rushed over and stomped on his back.
The man who was shot in the leg finally couldn't get up, he lay on the rotten leaves and gasped for breath, the dirt and broken leaves were sucked into his mouth, and he couldn't help but cough violently.
"Where's the guy you're teaming up with?" The middle-aged man asked at him.
The man who was trampled under his feet turned his head with difficulty and glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.
"Looks like he's out." The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously and continued, "Then it's your turn next. β
"Hmph, even if I am killed by you, you will not be able to make it to the end." The man lying on the ground was very unhappy because he was attacked by a sneak attack.
"Really? I'd love to see your disappointed look in your eyes, it must have been very interesting. The middle-aged man said as he raised his gun and put the muzzle of the gun against the back of the other's head.
"I wish there was a bullet in your head right now." The injured man knew that he had no skills to recover, so he had to curse with hatred.
"Is this possible? Hahahaha......" The middle-aged man laughed, he laughed and laughed, and suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly.
Because at this time the gunshots rang out.
Something like something splashed on the wounded man's face, and he opened his eyes and looked in amazement at the body lying beside him.
His curse seemed to have been fulfilled, and a bullet pierced the middle-aged man's temple and cut off a small half of his skull.
The injured man propped himself up from the ground, grabbed the gun that the middle-aged man had dropped on the ground, and looked around in horror.
Aside from the corpse next to him, he didn't see any figures nearby.
Another gunshot rang out, and the gun in the wounded man's hand flew up and disintegrated into several broken parts in the air.
The injured man's hand was numb from the shock, and after the gun was out of his hand, he finally found the direction where the bullet was flying.
He stared at it in a daze, until Ding Xiu and the anemone appeared in his sight.
"Thank you for saving me." Said the injured man.
"Who said we were here to save you?" Anemone spread his hands: "Everyone is here to participate in the competition, don't add drama to yourself." β
The injured man looked a little stunned as he saw the slender young woman in front of him slowly raising her gun.
"Goodbye." Ding Xiu said.
The fire flashed, and that was the last image the injured man saw before he was out.
"Ghost, how did you just know there were others nearby?" Haikui searched the body of the injured man, and as the two left, he asked Ding Xiu curiously.
"I'm not sure there's anyone else around. It's just that based on that guy's movements and demeanor, I guess he may have experienced something just now, so what he is wary of must also be worthy of our vigilance. β
Ding Xiu and Hai Anemone are already partners in the team, although the two don't know each other's true identities for the time being, but as teammates, Ding Xiu is not stingy to share his experience.
"You're amazing, Ghost." The anemone looked at Ding Xiu with a hint of admiration and admiration: "You are really just like your name, like a ghost." β
He saw Ding Xiu smile and said, "Now there should be at most four people left in the virtual battlefield besides us. β
"Let's go." Ding Xiu nodded.
The map of the virtual battlefield is gradually shrinking, and the surrounding area has already ignited flames, and if there are still people staying in those places, the system will directly determine that it is out.
The anemone followed Ding Xiu through the forest constantly, and the two of them continued to search for the other contestants while dodging the flames around the area.
"It would be nice if everyone else died." In the process of transferring, the anemone suddenly had such a vision, the two had not met anyone else in a while, and he wondered if this would be the result now.
"There should be at least one person alive." Ding Xiu said: "If there are only two of us left among the twelve, then the game is over." β
"That's right." The anemone nodded, knowing that his idea was a little quick-hitting.
"Be careful, it's not easy for people who have survived until now." Ding Xiu admonished him again, then raised his head again to look in the direction covered by the flames.
At this time, most of the forest area was submerged in the flames, and the area of the forest that could be detoured became smaller and smaller, and Ding Xiu had to be cautious and cautious when choosing the direction of transfer.
There was no sound around, and the gunshots that had been fired from time to time before were gone, Ding Xiu slowed down his steps, and his eyes swept more towards those more hidden places.
"Someone may be ambushing us."
Ding Xiu suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to stop the sea anemone, and the two quickly went around to the tree and squatted down.
"Do you see anything?" Anemone asked.
"No, but that's what my gut told me. We can't go any further, so we hide here and wait for the fire to burn. β
The fire that Ding Xiu is talking about is the flames that burn around the battlefield, which is a way for the system to drive away the players, to force those who hide in the shadows to stand in the sun.
Just now, Ding Xiu and Haikui came all the way, but they didn't even see a ghost, so he concluded that the other survivors must have been the idea of an ambush.
Continuing to move forward will only send yourself and your companions into the opponent's ambush circle, so it is better to simply hide on the spot and compete with each other to see who has the best patience.
The scope of the battlefield was shrinking smaller and smaller, and Ding Xiu had already seen the flames appear not far away.
The anemone was a little anxious, but Ding Xiu was unmoved.
βGhostβ¦β¦β
"Shh
Ding Xiu gestured, stared at a certain place, and pointed to a mound.
The anemone looked over and noticed that there was a patch of color in the weeds on the mound that seemed to be incongruous.
"Camouflage steel helmet?!" He exclaimed.
If it hadn't been for Ding Xiu's reminder just now, it would have been absolutely impossible for the sea anemone to find something strange in that place.
Ding Xiu pointed to his head and gestured with a hat. The anemone nodded, knowing that he meant that there might be a head underneath that steel helmet, or maybe nothing.
It is not easy for people who have survived until now, and it is unlikely that the other party will show such a flaw. But the opportunity is rare, and after Ding Xiu thought about it, he decided to take a gamble.
He quietly set up the modified M4A1 carbine, aimed at the steel helmet in the grass in the distance, and pulled the trigger. The steel helmet bounced off in the sound of the gunshot, and made a "clang" sound when it landed.
"Fake." Ding Xiu's reaction was very fast, and he knew the truth the moment he saw the bullet hit the steel helmet, he quickly squatted down, and reached out to press the sea anemone to the ground.
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"They're so insidious!" The anemone lay on the ground with palpitations.
"Fight back." As soon as the other party's gunfire stopped, Ding Xiu seized the opportunity and immediately began shooting. The anemone got his reminder and shot in the direction where the bullets had just flew.
"The other side is also a two-person team." Ding Xiu whispered.
"How do you know?" The anemone was a little puzzled: "Is it also what intuition tells you?" β
"No, you listened to the gunshot." After Ding Xiu finished firing a shuttle of bullets, he immediately withdrew and dodged back.
Both sides are hiding in hidden positions, you come and I take turns shooting, and there are a lot of bullets, but there is little gain.
The situation was at a stalemate all of a sudden, and Ding Xiu finished firing the bullets in the gun, and took out another magazine and loaded it. Then he glanced at the anemone and asked, "How many bullets do you have left?" β
The anemone pulled out all the magazines on his body and placed them on the ground, "That's all." β
"Take it." Ding Xiu said and handed him his gun, "You hold a gun in each hand and keep the frequency of shooting just now." β
"What about you?" Anemone asked.
"I'll go around from the flanks." Ding Xiu gestured to him for a route, "The fire is about to burn, I can't bet that they have fewer bullets than us, so I have to break the game." β
"It's too dangerous!" The anemone grabbed his arm, "If you don't bring a weapon, what's the difference between sending him to death?" β
"I have this." Ding Xiu flashed the pistol and dagger at his waist, "In addition, you are also my weapon." You're going to have to help me get their attention here and make them think it's still two people shooting here, you know? β
The anemone nodded, and the next moment, Ding Xiu's figure had left his sight.